The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-06-05
WOMEN ON A STAGE COACH.
Something That's Quite the Rage
Everybody Tries 1t.

Something That's Quite the Rage
Everybody Tries 1t.
NEW York, June Ave were walking
up Fifth avenue in the edge of the evening,
when suddenly my friend, who is disciple
of forms and fashions, gave a perceptible
start and exclaimed:
Good gracious! What next?"
He tilted up his classic nose and raised his
hands a la Delsarte in way that spoke vol
umes. | followed the direction of his eyes
and saw nothing but an ordinary Fifth av-
enue stage-one of those that run from
Union square up to the park:
ibid you see themp' he gasped
''No; whom, whereof
''Why the young ladies sitting on the top
of the stage that just passed"
son top of the stage, how jolly! Let's
try it, exclaimed.
1t took some coaxing, but at length curl
| osity got the better of his regard for good
form, and with unusual generosity he de-
cided to sacrifice comfort rather than allow
young lady to ride on stage alone
The ancient moon was in retirement, but
the moons of modern invention threw forth
unusual splendor.
''Step on the wheel, miss, an give me yer
hand, I'll pull you up" was the drivers
sensible advice on the rules of mounting.
| The top of stage is some distance from
mother earth, and modern dress skirts were
never meant to climb poles in; much less
scale the side of stage coach, but when a
woman sees anything new there is no use to
say boo - she won't scare off. So the foot
on the wheel, a tight clasp of the hand, a
suppressed scream and we sank breathleSs
| on to the high seat by this driver, with the
sleeve busted out Of our new spring wrap
| and the front trimming torn off of our
4 %l,a@ xxyith "a
| friend on one side and well, the driver on
the other and many feet below the two ami
malsl
DO many girls ride out on stages now,
driverW
Eyes, miss he replied, with a smile.
eve haven't got room enough for all who
want outside Out at the station they will
stand for hours to get their turn for the top
seat"
What started the style"
II don't know unless it was putting them
up there when the inside was full They got
| to like it, and soon the company will have
| to put all the seats on the top if they want
| to carry more than three passengers at a
timen
Give me the reins, driver" an audible
groan from my friend. II want to drive d
Stage up Fifth avenue"
The driver smiled and, catching the lines,
| l soon drove the runDllnS Olu cottcn ouC Oii9
avenue, stopping, whenever the driver said
the strap attached to his foot had been
pulled, to allow passengers to ali8ht 1t was
over all too soon. With great swerve we
turned toe stage into the station. For some
minutes we occupied our time prottably by
studying the manner in which the fashiona-
bic young lady of the period who has the
stage craze descends from her perch Step
ladders are placed against the side. The
Young lady arises and shakes down her skirts,
then She tries to go down, face first, but
after q number of Intellectual attempts and
the sweetest little frightened screams, the
driver suggest that she go down back
| wards. ,,,
ooh! I really can't do it-rm sure III
fall.n and the rest of the feminine exclalna-
tons, she at last consents and turns her
back. Once, twice, the neat boot is put
down to the first step and as many tires
drawn UP again, much to the amusement OF
the watching crowd. With siAal note OF
despair she comes with a rush A scream,
a fash of skirts and hosiery, two tiny
boots, and the young lady is safe again on
the pavement. You would think she would
stav here afterward, and she does until the
next stage, when she goes through the same
performance-as usual to the enjoyment OF
the crowd. But nevertheless, it's quite the
rage, you know. Everybody tries it,.
NELLIE BLY,.